You know the feeling of not wanting to let someone go, but you know that it would be for the best? You love that person with everything fiber you have in your body, but things just aren’t working; and you can clearly see your world start to crumple right before your eyes. The dreams, the love, the memories, the laughs, the kisses, all slowly pass through your mind like a flash of light. Then you go back to the first date, the first kiss, the first I love you, then everything doesn’t seem so bad anymore. You’re so oblivious of the toxicness that is so blantent for outsiders to see. But the outsiders don’t feel the happiness on happy days, they don’t feel the passion in the kisses. Wanting to make everyone happy is a tough job when you forget about making yourself happy as well. So you continue on, hoping for a miracle, a break through, and change. Patiently. Because giving up seems not to be an option to the ones fighting to save the relationship. Because giving up on love is something that shouldn’t be done so easily.